Chiefblueman
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I heard the theme from Rocky when I read this. I've had similar, but not as severe, bullshit delivered by my HOA. You go,Howie, stick it to the man!Speaking of loud pipes and pissing people off, I live in a gated community...have for 8 years now. I ride a bike to work every day of the week, either my Kaw or my FJR and have done so for 99.9% of every moment I've lived here. Both typically quiet Jap bikes.
There are only two other bike owners in my small community. Both are "Loud Pipes" guys, and they are really, REALLY loud. Obnoxiously so...painfully so...makes you wanna "Kill Them" loud.
Well, back in March, during the annual "Homeowner's Association" meeting, they (the association) decided everyone was fed-up with the two noisy asshats who live within a couple of blocks of me and the association voted to ban motorcycles from the community.
I am NOT an active member of the association. Wouldn't give them a moment of my time if my life depended on it, by the way, but come home one day and my gate code didn't work. Not too big a deal, wait for another vehicle to come to either enter or exit, and drive through the open gate. Next day...same thing happens...wait for an opening and drive through. Third day...same thing. Figured the code panel was effed up so ignored it.
Fourth day, I come through with another vehicle and as I'm getting off my bike, taking my gear off and putting the FJR away in the garage, the president of the association walks her fat ass up the driveway to ask me "what the hell I'm doing?"
Taken aback just a little, and knowing she doesn't know me at all, much less very well, I didn't bother to rip her fucking head off because of the "what the hell I'm doing" comment. I asked her what she meant? She said "what the hell do you think you're doing riding a motorcycle here in the community?" Now I'm starting to get a little pissed and "the Howie in me" starts to come out. I asked her "what the hell is SHE doing asking me what the hell I'M doing?" She replies "Don't you know WE (obviously, the "Royal" we) have banned motorcycles from the community because of the noise?" I told her she and her little pack of fart-sniffers had better get themselves a VERY good lawyer, because right there, without hesitation, I informed her the lawsuit against the "Homeowner's Association" was going to cost them exactly what my house cost me, $365,000, plus another $100,000 for the hell of it.
She blustered and spit and fumed and stomped off.
The next day, there's a letter in my mailbox from the association, outlining the "new" guidelines for residency, which includes the new by-law banning motorcycles.
I take the letter to work with me the following Monday, as we have a lawyer who does a talk show on one of our stations that day. I explain what happened to him, and my response. He proceeds to ask me 3 questions -- "How long have you lived there?" he asks...8 years I tell him. "Was this by-law in the association charter when you purchased your home?" Nope, it's been added only because of 2 of the noisy mutherfuckers riding "Milwaukee Iron"" I tell him. "Was there a cancelled stamp on the envelope in your mailbox" he queries? Nope. "Let me send them a letter before we proceed with this any further" he concludes.
Wednesday, when I get home, MissusHowie asks me why I got a letter from a lawyer, and why doesn't our gate code work any more. I bring her up-to-date and SHE IS PISSED!!!
But the funniest part is yet to come...the lawyer, who I haven't paid a single dime...has responded to the association thusly:
He is threatening to sue the association for $730,000, double the cost of my home...adding in "appreciation", another $500,000 for punitive damages and mental anguish...AND turning the association president and members of the board in the to FBI, Treasury Department, Secret Service and Justice Department for illegal and improper use of the U.S. Mail, for using my mailbox by placing an un-stamped letter in it. I could have laughed my ass off, but I was still pissed at the whole situation.
The next morning, my gate code worked. 2 days later, I received a letter, WITH A STAMP ON IT, stating that I had been "grandfathered-in" under the previous by-laws which didn't include a motorcycle restriction. Additionally, the association would be "happy to" pay the attorney's fee of $1500 to "put an end to this unfortunate misunderstanding" in their words.
I immediately went outside, fired up my FJR, which is quieter than a dead Prius, by the way, and promptly drove around the neighborhood 4 times.
The whole point of this sordid tale? I guess I'm with FJRay who stated
Perhaps a better point would be when someone tries fucking with you, don't get mad.....get even, talk to a lawyer first.Why label yourself as an ass along with the rest of the loud pipes crowd. We have enough trouble holding on to a decent image with the public as it is. JMHO
Oh, a third point -- making $1500 by writing a letter is a pretty good day's work.
From your description, you and I would be good neighbors. We could flip each other off at the mailbox occasionally.